If you move to Virginia, I understand you have to wait three generations to be accepted as a native. In Texas, you just have to quit talking about "How we do it up north".
That only works if you are south of the Pecos. The rest of us are a bit more civilized than that. Our Broncos are trucks, the cacti are scarce and thin, and the outhouse and saloon are more like a Ramada Inn. Otherwise, it was a funny article... welcome to Texas, pardner.
Ok, I'm from Oklahoma . You just about made me pee my pants laughing so hard! They do have that attitude if they live in the small towns. Larger cities seem to accept the outsiders, but don't make them too welcome. Just for the money of course ;.)
As a fellow (mostly accepted) Texan, there is one caveat I would add to this. The other acceptable mode of transportation is one of the Texas-specific editions of the Ford F-150. This is in case you need to tow a trailer to get several of your bucking broncos from place to place and don’t have enough fellow Texans to ride all of them at the moment (or at least be the kind of guy who *could* do this)
When I moved to El Paso in '74 the first thing I did was change my driver's license, acquire a street address, and register to vote so no other state could try to income-tax me. My native born son, however, still makes fun of the rest of the family for being naturalized.
A-a-a-n-d, when you absolute must travel to some benighted spots like California or Colorado, be sure to wear your best Texas boots and be obnoxiously (or sneakily) Texan.
Well, being an Okie and all, you left out the really important part. Every spring, you gotta git yourself to a Rattlesnake Roundup, enter and finish AT LEAST in the top ten in AT LEAST one category. You know...longest single, heaviest single, most rattles, most in your possession, heaviest in aggregate and so on. There are a LOT of ways to win.
BTW, each rattler only counts if it comes in alive!!!
After you prove yourself in little ole Texas, come up to Okeene, or Mangum or any other little big Oklahoma town and throw in with the BEEGUNS!!!
See you in a month or two. BTW, Rattler tastes just like chicken!
Texas Rangers aren't Texas police. They are state-level lawmen (and nowadays law women). In Texas, police are city and town lawmen and sheriffs and deputy sheriffs lawmen county lawmen. There are no Texas Police. Texas <i>has</i> no state police. State police are for East Germany and other places ruled by commies (like New York State).
We will never accept you as one of our own until you call sneakers "tennis shoes."
If you move to Virginia, I understand you have to wait three generations to be accepted as a native. In Texas, you just have to quit talking about "How we do it up north".
I dunno, man. You live in Austin, if I remember correctly. I think the old-school Texans around there have to overcompensate in comparison.
That only works if you are south of the Pecos. The rest of us are a bit more civilized than that. Our Broncos are trucks, the cacti are scarce and thin, and the outhouse and saloon are more like a Ramada Inn. Otherwise, it was a funny article... welcome to Texas, pardner.
Ok, I'm from Oklahoma . You just about made me pee my pants laughing so hard! They do have that attitude if they live in the small towns. Larger cities seem to accept the outsiders, but don't make them too welcome. Just for the money of course ;.)
As a fellow (mostly accepted) Texan, there is one caveat I would add to this. The other acceptable mode of transportation is one of the Texas-specific editions of the Ford F-150. This is in case you need to tow a trailer to get several of your bucking broncos from place to place and don’t have enough fellow Texans to ride all of them at the moment (or at least be the kind of guy who *could* do this)
When I moved to El Paso in '74 the first thing I did was change my driver's license, acquire a street address, and register to vote so no other state could try to income-tax me. My native born son, however, still makes fun of the rest of the family for being naturalized.
A-a-a-n-d, when you absolute must travel to some benighted spots like California or Colorado, be sure to wear your best Texas boots and be obnoxiously (or sneakily) Texan.
Well, being an Okie and all, you left out the really important part. Every spring, you gotta git yourself to a Rattlesnake Roundup, enter and finish AT LEAST in the top ten in AT LEAST one category. You know...longest single, heaviest single, most rattles, most in your possession, heaviest in aggregate and so on. There are a LOT of ways to win.
BTW, each rattler only counts if it comes in alive!!!
After you prove yourself in little ole Texas, come up to Okeene, or Mangum or any other little big Oklahoma town and throw in with the BEEGUNS!!!
See you in a month or two. BTW, Rattler tastes just like chicken!
Beautifully Illustrated Tex! Though you forgot to show a picture of a Texas breakfast of steak, eggs and a whisky chaser.
I laughed my boots off😆
Texas Rangers aren't Texas police. They are state-level lawmen (and nowadays law women). In Texas, police are city and town lawmen and sheriffs and deputy sheriffs lawmen county lawmen. There are no Texas Police. Texas <i>has</i> no state police. State police are for East Germany and other places ruled by commies (like New York State).
Are you allowed to be fans of the Texans football team? You know, the one that actually can get past the first round of the playoffs?
ROTFLMAO! Love it!